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1 II, 3 | Marchioness call a young lady Berthe; from that moment this name 2 II, 5 | more severity.~She took Berthe from nurse. When visitors 3 II, 6 | such tumult. But little Berthe was there, between the window 4 II, 6 | pushing her with her elbow.~Berthe fell at the foot of the 5 II, 6 | worried just now at so little. Berthe, in fact, no longer sobbed.~ 6 II, 6 | I should like to kiss Berthe,” said Leon.~Emma went down 7 II, 6 | and the servant brought Berthe, who was swinging a windmill 8 II, 9 | windowpanes to amuse little Berthe. The child blew her a kiss; 9 II, 10 | dear little grand-daughter, Berthe Bovary. I have planted an 10 II, 12 | upon that, for he wanted Berthe to be well-educated, to 11 II, 13 | Charles was calling for help; Berthe, scared, was crying; and 12 II, 14 | teach her to read; even when Berthe cried, she was not vexed. 13 II, 15 | Then he inquired after Berthe, the Homais, Mere Lefrancois, 14 III, 2 | speak either; near them Berthe, in a little white pinafore, 15 III, 5 | with anxiety, and little Berthe would not go to bed without 16 III, 6 | on the stoves, and little Berthe, to the great scandal of 17 III, 6 | the garden; he took little Berthe on his knees, and unfolding 18 III, 6 | revived, and began thinking of Berthe asleep yonder in the servant’ 19 III, 8 | destroyed, their fortune lost, Berthe’s future ruined. By what?— 20 III, 8 | that rose to her mouth. But Berthe remained perched on the 21 III, 9 | afternoon; they had taken Berthe to Madame Homais’; Felicite 22 III, 11| her back some playthings. Berthe spoke of her again several 23 III, 11| of the gilt candlesticks. Berthe by his side was painting 24 III, 11| At seven o’clock little Berthe, who had not seen him all